Chapter 412: Ch.411 High-Altitude Battle
As they ascended, Su Ming kept a close watch on Diana.
It seemed that Dawn and Black Orchid's defeat by suffocation, thanks to Stranglehold, had taught Hecate a valuable lesson. She had made improvements to address that particular weakness.
Diana now had a spell that allowed her to breathe in a vacuum, preventing Su Ming from pulling another outer space excursion.
Previously, when Diana went into space, she needed an oxygen mask.
But now, even with the thinning oxygen at high altitudes, she could still breathe easily.
She stayed close behind Su Ming, trying to snare him with her Lasso of Truth and then hit him hard with the Sword.
If she actually managed to catch him and strike him, it would be Su Ming going to the Justice League's ultimate machine.
Whether the surgery would work was one thing, but Batman would definitely take the opportunity to extract his blood sample or study his body strength to devise a plan against Su Ming.
So, during this fight, he had to avoid any potentially fatal wounds—Nth Metal was sturdy, but the joints between bones were not.
Among the Justice League, Su Ming only trusted Barry, along with Diana and Aquaman, the two honest members. He didn't trust anyone else.
Originally, Superman was also trustworthy, but he listened to Batman too much.
"Guard against fire, theft, and Batman" wasn't a joke—he had to keep his data from falling into Batman's hands.
Batman always discovered his teammates' weaknesses but never safeguarded that information properly. Enemies always managed to steal it, leading to all sorts of problems.
And just now, who knew whether Batman had noticed the cloak and symbiote's performance? If he did, he was likely already researching Stranglehold's and the anti-gravity cloak's weaknesses.
Without a way to counter Deathstroke, Batman wouldn't sleep well. Su Ming's greedy demeanor might have lowered his guard a bit, but it wouldn't deceive him for long.
When it came to Deathstroke, Batman was always vigilant, regardless of which version of him it was.
Shaking his head and feeling the wind rushing past his armor, Su Ming refocused on the current battle.
Knowing that high altitude wasn't affecting Diana's breathing, Su Ming turned and lowered his altitude a bit, choosing the troposphere—above 12 kilometers from the ground—as the battlefield against Diana.
Because the environment there was extremely complex and variable, especially the wind speeds.
The differences in air pressure would create special turbulent streams, like rapids, either horizontally or vertically. In some cases, the wind speed could exceed 150 meters per second.
Unlike water, air currents couldn't be seen with the naked eye.
She never thought much of wearing a swimsuit-like uniform on missions, but now, with Deathstroke flying under her, making exclamations—it was driving her mad.
She loved her blue shorts with white stars, but being stared at by a man in such a direct way—this was a first.
She felt a strange feeling in her heart.
As the fight progressed, Su Ming grew more familiar with her power and style, and the distance between them closed.
The air was filled with the roar of wind and the shrill sounds of weapons cutting through it.
Stranglehold's attacks were very effective—Diana constantly had to dodge the Gauss rifle's electrified rounds, which always gave off an immense sense of threat.
She could endure hits on other parts of her body, but Stranglehold mimicked its host too well—it aimed for her eyes, ears, and nostrils, all weak spots.
If she couldn't dodge, she used her bracelets to block. Even if she got pushed back, she refused to draw her shield.
Her own attacks were also causing Su Ming trouble. After lifting the seal, her sky powers, bolstered by the mark, had become even stronger.
The magical lightning she shot out with each attack was thick as a human waist.
Light-speed attacks couldn't be dodged, and Su Ming had to endure them with his armor and anti-gravity cloak.
Though they caused no visible harm, his muscles were tingling all over, making him very uncomfortable.
Their battle had already lasted three to four minutes, and the situation on the ground was becoming more dire—Hecate was gaining the upper hand.
If this dragged on, things would worsen, and Su Ming couldn't wait for her to draw her shield any longer.
The air currents were affecting them both, but his thinking speed was faster. Even if the currents only altered Diana's movements by less than a millimeter...
That slight margin was all Deathstroke needed.
After hundreds of exchanges, he finally found an opportunity.
The monocular on his helmet flashed red, and the cloak propelled him forward at high speed. Watching Diana's sword graze his chest armor, sending sparks flying, he seized on a barely noticeable flaw, dodging sharply to dissipate the force.
Then, using the momentum, he shoulder-charged Diana's chin, and the speed brought by the cloak sent her flying.
Taking advantage of the moment, he grabbed the other end of the Lasso and had Stranglehold extend a tendril to hold it.
As Diana was sent flying, Stranglehold swung the Lasso, causing her to loop through the air in a circular plane.